Simon Cowell has confirmed the sex of his unborn baby - the music and TV mogul's girlfriend is pregnant with his son. Cowell let the news slip during a recent interview with U.S. news show Access Hollywood when reporter Shaun Robinson asked the dad-to-be if he would be strapping a baby seat into his Bugati sports car ahead of his first child's arrival.
He said, "Yes, of course he's got to learn how to drive very quickly."
Robinson didn't pick up on what The X Factor boss said right away and asked the follow-up question, "Have you found out the sex of the baby yet?" prompting an embarrassed Cowell to respond, "I think I just gave it away, Shaun."
The interviewer replied, "You certainly did. Oh my gosh!"
Cowell then added, "Everybody knows anyway. It's a boy... The first time I saw it (on an ultrasound)... I called him Tad, because he looked like a tadpole. I still wanna call him Tad."
Cowell's girlfriend Lauren Silverman confirmed reports she's expecting a baby with him this summer (13).
Under the Dome's Britt Robertson has just been cast opposite George Clooney in Disney's Tomorrowland, the mysterious sci-fi film from Brad Bird (The Incredibles, Mission: Impossible - Ghost Protocol) based on the Magic Kingdom attraction. She joins a cast that already includes Hugh Laurie, Raffey Cassidy, and Thomas Robinson. But what's really interesting is that Disney's official press release for the Robertson news sheds some new light on the under-wraps plot, conceived by writers Damon Lindelof (of Lost fame) and Jeff Jensen (of EW.com Lost recaps fame).
Robertson plays "a high-school girl with an unconventional understanding of technology" who is propelled to embark on some kind of quest to reclaim her future — that future presumably being the Tomorrowland of the title. That differs a tad from the description Disney gave agents back in March: "A teenage girl, a genius middle-aged man (who was kicked out of Tomorrowland) and a pre-pubescent girl robot attempt to get to and unravel what happened to Tomorrowland, which exists in an alternative dimension, in order to save Earth." Wait, do robots undergo puberty?
This new plot description is obviously a lot less complicated, but both could still be relevant. Robertson is likely playing the "teenage girl" of the original logline, and of course Clooney is playing the "genius middle-aged man who was kicked out of Tomorrowland." Could it be that Robertson's character is also an exile from Tomorrowland, albeit an unwitting one, hence her unconventional view of technology? Seems like she's following in the Harry Potter-Luke Skywalker mold of a fresh-faced youngster suddenly discovering that she's the inheritor of a vast legacy she wasn't even aware of. Given Lindelof and Jensen's overwhelming love for The Empire Strikes Back, don't be surprised if there's also a "shocking twist!" family connection between Robertson and Clooney's characters. It'd make sense: based on the movie's original title, 1952, it seems this could be a movie that looks back as much as it looks forward.
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So, you're hanging out with Seth Rogen, when he suggests you head over to James Franco's place for a big party. Nnaturally, Craig Robinson and Danny McBride tag along. At this party, things get a tad out of hand: Mindy Kaling affirms that she wants to sleep with Michael Cera, who gets slapped by Rihanna and blows a handful of cocaine into Christopher Mintz-Plasse's face while Jonah Hill laughs at the lot of them.
All in good, typical Hollywood fun, as you'd imagine. Until fires break out on the horizon, gaping hole opens up in the lawn, swallowing Jason Segel, David Krumholtz, and Aziz Ansari alive. Things look mighty bad — peaking when an axe-wielding Emma Watson robs you of your what little sustenance you have in the wake of this mind-blowing apocalypse. And then ... fade to titles.
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Sounds kind of like that trippy dream you had when you fell asleep during a Freaks & Geeks marathon, doesn't it? That's pretty much what This Is the End looks like — all the people you like (or tolerate, anyway) from Paul Feig's high school drama, 40-Year-Old Virgin, Superbad, Knocked Up, Pineapple Express, and NBC's Thursday night lineup (with a few bonus players thrown in) facing off against a simple, accessible hurdle (the Apocalypse) with the promise of high-stakes fun. In short, it's candy.
Candy that involves an inebriated Michael Cera getting impaled by a lamppost. But candy nonetheless. Check out the red band trailer below!
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Last week, Seth MacFarlane let it be known that the premiere episode was going to be all about the boys. From the juvenile jokes to skits on President Barack Obama and Ryan Lochte (hell Jeah!), it was a true boys-only club kind of a night. Well, perhaps with Joseph Gordon-Levitt hosting the second episode -- and for the second time -- the star of such lady-friendly flicks as 10 Things I Hate About You and 500 Days of Summer, women will be more of a focus. Kristen Wiig and Abbey Elliott may have moved on, but that's even more of a reason to make sure Saturday Night Live doesn't lose its funny female niche.
ONTO THE HIGHLIGHTS!
Off to a FINE Start: Things fired off a bit differently this time around as Kelly Ripa's (Nasim Pedrad) big blink-less eyes stared at audiences in the first skit. Yes, it was LIVE! with Kelly and Michael, and the Blind Sideyness of it all was enough to conjure a few belly laughs. Pharoah delivered a spot-on Strahan impersonation, especially when he squeaked through gapped front teeth about how amazing it is that HE GETS PAID to do essentially nothing! Their first guest was good ole' Robert Pattinson (Bill Hader). The smoldering scowl, the gentle hair toss, the brooding... oh it was glorious. I think it's safe to say we've made up for last week's boys show already.
Shirtless Gordon-Levitt!: What an opening monologue, you guys! The episode could have ended right here and it would have been just fine. More than fine! Because you know why? JGL heard a loud cry, a plea, to remove his shirt. And Lord did he listen. I should have known when he first walked on stage, chipper as ever and looking a bit pale in the face. The nerves, of course. And although his Looper line about Ashton Kutcher being the real life younger version of Bruce Willis, or something, I don't know it didn't really make sense, it was quickly forgotten when he segwayed into his Magic Mike number and RIPPED HIS SUIT OFF. At first, he didn't bare it all. He teased us a little keeping a tasteful vest on. But then, he ripped some more. And yes, HIS SHIRT CAME OFF. He has abs! And no hair! Who knew?! No one knew, no one until tonight. This changes everything.
Tres Equis: Or, The Son Of The Most Interesting Man In The World. Creative, catchy accent, manicured facial hair, it was all there! All you need to know: "He can make a woman cringe, just by entering the room." Overall, a short and sweet skit, though I fear JGL's gotten exceptionally attached to this character -- he's having way too much fun in all white. I don't think this is the last we'll see of TSOTMIMITW. I don't think so at all.
Tampons and Conservatives: We're back to the female portion of the evening. It doesn't get anymore estrogeny than a tampon commercial, and that is exactly what Vanessa Bayer owned. She was fantastic. I see Wiig in her, I do, and it's getting me all tingly. And what's better than spoofing a fluffy-haired, soft-voiced menstruating lady, you ask? Well, a clan of republicans handing out the latest brand: g.o.b. "Now with wings!", that's what.
Mumford & Sons: The musical entertainment of the night! They were everything you'd expect. The band rocked out, extremely aggressively actually, with "I Will Wait." It was super enjoyable, even for non-hipsters (though they really could have trimmed the facial hair just a bit). I was actually pleased to not hear "Little Lion Man," though let's be honest, an emo song is an emo song is an emo song.
Weekend Update: It's in good hands with Seth Myers, this I know to be true. The one negative thing I can say, it needs to be cut down a tad. Maybe a little more than a tad. I mean, it just seemed to take FOR-E-VER. But it was amusing. After ripping on Romney's tax return release and love of a good spray tan, he focuses on President Obama in a new segment "What Are You Doing?" Oh yeah, and comparing Romney's campaign to Lost was pretty amazing -- Is Clint Eastwood supposed to be the smoke monster? Then, Kate McKinnon enters as an impeccable Ann Romney. I just want to hear her say "Beyonce" over and over again. Is that possible yet? Yada yada, Pharoah is here -- God bless his impressions -- and tackles ESPN’s Stephen A. Smith to discuss Tim Tebow and Marc Sanchez.
The Finer Things: This was Keenan Thompson's spotlight act. He and Pharoah, clad in cheetah and army print, are a perfect pair. Sipping out of champagne glasses, the two chitchat about, what else, fashion! JGL enters in Yankees gear for some Fashion Week banter. Actually, they carried on a conversation about Marc Jacobs and Helmut Lang that made complete sense. It was bizarre and pleasantly impressive. Again, getting back in good graces with the women.
Let's End on That Note:There were a few more skits after The Finer Things, but aside from Mumford & Sons back on stage, it was pretty bland. Tim Robinson finally made his appearance as a man being set up with his co-worker's daughter and it was fairly disappointing (for the record, JGL in a dress was not disappointing). What I can gather from this episode is that SNL appears to be JUST FINE. It's off to a great start, and Gordon-Levitt proved for the second time that he can in fact be funny on a whim. "Weekend Update" was the ultimate must-watch-on-repeat video, as was JGL's Tres Equis skit. What did you think of the latest episode? Let us know by sounding off in the comments section below.
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A decade-long gap between sequels could leave a franchise stale but in the case of Men in Black 3 it's the launch pad for an unexpectedly great blockbuster. The kooky antics of Agent J (Will Smith) and Agent K (Tommy Lee Jones) don't stray far from their 1997 and 2002 adventures but without a bombardment of follow-ups to keep the series in mind the wonderfully weird sensibilities of Men in Black feel fresh Smith's natural charisma once again on full display. Barry Sonnenfeld returns for the threequel another space alien romp with a time travel twist — which turns out to be Pandora's Box for the director's deranged imagination.
As time passed in the real world so did it for the timeline in the world of Men in Black. Picking up ten years after MIB 2 J and K are continuing to protect the Earth from alien threats and enforce the law on those who live incognito. While dealing with their own personal issues — K is at his all-time crabbiest for seemingly no reason — the suited duo encounter an old enemy Boris the Animal (Jemaine Clement) a prickly assassin seeking revenge on K who blew his arm off back in the '60s. Their street fight is more of a warning; Boris' real plan is to head back in time to save his arm and kill off K. He's successful prompting J to take his own leap through the time-space continuum — and team up with a younger K (Josh Brolin) to put an end to Boris plans for world domination.
Men in Black 3 is the Will Smith show. Splitting his time between the brick personalities of Jones and Brolin's K Smith struts his stuff with all the fast-talking comedic style that made him a star in yesteryears. In present day he's still the laid back normal guy in a world of oddities — J raises an eyebrow as new head honcho O (Emma Thompson) delivers a eulogy in a screeching alien tongue but coming up with real world explanations for flying saucer crashes comes a little easier. But back in 1969 he's an even bigger fish out water. Surprisingly director Barry Sonnenfeld and writer Etan Cohen dabble in the inherent issues that would spring up if a black gentlemen decked out in a slick suit paraded around New York in the late '60s. A star of Smith's caliber may stray away from that type of racy humor but the hook of Men in Black 3 is the actor's readiness for anything. He turns J's jokey anachronisms into genuine laughs and doesn't mind letting the special effect artists stretch him into an unrecognizable Twizzler for the movie's epic time jump sequence.
Unlike other summer blockbusters Men in Black 3 is light on the action Sonnenfeld utilizing his effects budget and dazzling creature work (by the legendary Rick Baker) to push the comedy forward. J's fight with an oversized extraterrestrial fish won't keep you on the edge of your seat but his slapstick escape and the marine animal's eventual demise are genuinely amusing. Sonnenfeld carries over the twisted sensibilities he displayed in small screen work like Pushing Daisies favoring bizarre banter and elaborating on the kookiness of the alien underworld than battle scenes. MIB3's chase scene is passable but the movie in its prime when Smith is sparring with Brolin and newcomer Michael Stuhlbarg who steals the show as a being capable of seeing the future. His twitchy character keeps Smith and the audience on their toes.
Men in Black 3 digs up nostalgia I wasn't aware I had. Smith's the golden boy of summer and even with modern ingenuity keeping it fresh — Sonnenfeld uses the mandatory 3D to full and fun effect — there's an element to the film that feels plucked from another era. The movie is economical and slight with plenty of lapses in logic that will provoke head scratching on the walk out of the theater but it's also perfectly executed. After ten years of cinematic neutralizing the folks behind Men in Black haven't forgotten what made the first movie work so well. After al these years Smith continues to make the goofy plot wild spectacle and crazed alien antics look good.
Hello, NBC is not weak.
At least not in last week's prime time Nielsen Media Research, anyway. The peacock network came in second to CBS and first among young audiences, largely due to the performance of the new hit game show The Weakest Link and its acerbic host, Anne Robinson. Its ranking makes the show NBC's "most watched series behind ER.
The show's premiere last Monday drew 15.1 million viewers, a number that increased to 17.5 million on Wednesday. Viewership slipped back to 14.1 million this past Monday, April 23. However, with such a strong opening, NBC announced Tuesday it's ordering 13 more episodes, bringing the total to 26 shows.
NBC also removed the XFL, most assuredly their "weakest link," from the Saturday night lineup. The championship game played last Saturday rebounded a tad from the ratings doldrums, but the show is still one of the lowest-rated programs out there. Time to say goodbye.
With the success of The Weakest Link, NBC is also considering launching a syndicated version to air weekdays, with Ellen DeGeneres and Survivor's Richard Hatch as possible hosts.
"I'm thrilled it's transplanted better than we could've possibly hoped" host Anne Robinson told USAToday.com on Tuesday. She commented that American contestants are less modest than the British, and "that makes it feistier, which I think is fun." However, she is aware of the burnout factor that could occur if the show airs more than once a week, which is what has happened to ABC's Who Wants to be a Millionaire. She'd prefer to stick to the Monday night schedule.
The Queen of Mean is also enjoying her notoriety-and seemingly growing popularity--even if some of her critics think she is a waste of time. And she can't keep her mouth shut. She publicly responded last Wednesday to one critic, sending a letter to the New York Post's TV critic Adam Buckman, who called Robinson "rude" and "a disaster." Buckman only replied, "Why don't you go buy some contaminated meat?"
It didn't end there.
She retaliated by calling Buckman on the phone. In the transcript of the call, which the Post printed on Friday, Robinson repeatedly asked Buckman what he didn't like about a show that got a 21 percent share, saying that he obviously was not in "tune with the public."
His answer: "Because I don't like the way you come here with your ill-mannered British quiz-show hosting ways and besmirch the reputations of our great television shows and our wonderful game-show traditions that we have here in broadcasting in America." Well, O.K., then.
Regardless, Robinson is cashing in on her newfound fame. She and her husband are leaving their middle-class lifestyle and lavishly renovating their cottage in Gloucestershire with an indoor swimming pool and tennis courts, the Post reports. She is also looking to buy houses in Los Angeles and New York. Robinson is also reportedly shopping a big-bucks autobiography, chronicling her career and personal life, including a bout with alcoholism.
Not bad for a day's work, but she should be careful with American audiences-they can be fickle.